Wings

Time flies.

Seems like just yesterday we moved back to New Mexico and Anthony started middle school - it was actually 2003. And in reality, yesterday he flew to Taiwan for 3 weeks... a little graduation vacation and opportunity to beef up his language skills (he has a placement test in 5 weeks). His plane landed about an hour ago, so I know he's there safe and sound.

I was asked by a relative if I didn't worry about him being a stupid teenager on the other side of the globe. Sure, of course. But if he doesn't know how to make good decisions by now, there's really not a lot I can do to help him regardless of geography. I'd never admit this to his face, but it's his life and he's a grown up.

Just wish he'd clean his room...